My daughter-in-law, Teacher Qin

It seems that he deliberately enlarged the space to make Qin Shuhao guess, worry, and even feel sad.

The silent call lasted for 2 minutes, and the other side hung up his phone again.

Qin Shu really didn't know when Ji Cheng had this habit.

Hanging up the phone without saying hello, he wasn't so rude when he was in school.

He guessed that Ji Cheng would not come back early today, looking at the food he cooked, he only felt bitterness at the base of his tongue and taste buds.

Qin Shuhao cleaned up the kitchen and went to sleep in the bedroom, waiting for Ji Cheng who was drinking to come back.

Ji Cheng, he, he should just go to the bar.

Isn't it normal to have a drink, Qin Shuhao comforted himself.

He was lying on one side with the chandelier on the ceiling turned on, and the power of the mobile phone next to his pillow dropped from 40.00% to 09%, and the time showed 30:[-] in the evening.

Finally, the door was opened.

When Qin Shuhao heard someone calling him, he quickly got up and walked out wearing slippers.

Qin Shu knew the person who brought Ji Cheng in. He was a classmate in the class next door to their high school, and he was Ji Cheng's younger brother, Fang Zhong.

Fang Zhong is a veritable dude, now with a red face, he walked into their house with Ji Cheng, who was a little taller than him.

Dressed in a streamlined dress, the neckline was opened to reveal a silver chain as thick as a little finger inside, which looked like a dog leash no matter how you looked at it.

But Qin Shu got used to it.

At that time, Fang Zhong had already shown this kind of nouveau riche and dissolute appearance, and he calmly went to help Ji Cheng who was beside Fang Zhong.

As soon as he got close to the two of them, he could smell the strong smell of alcohol, Qin Shuhao frowned slightly, "Let me do it."

Fang Zhong, who was being carried away with the weight, smiled at Qin Shu with erratic eyes.

"Lao Ji had a drink with me today, Sanlinger, don't mind, we'll have dinner together another day, I, I'm leaving."

Fang Zhong walked unsteadily, but spoke sharply.

Calling Qin Shuhao's nickname in high school couldn't be more natural.

It seems that Qin Shuhao and the two brothers have never been separated for a day.

Qin Shuhao supported Ji Cheng, who smelled of alcohol and remained silent, and asked Fang Zhong to stay.

Going out now, what if something happens to him as a drunk?

The rich second generation who had already walked to the door waved at him.

"My little brother is waiting for me down there, take care of my brother."

"Okay, then go downstairs carefully."

Qin Shuhao watched Fang Zhong shut the door behind him.

Turning his face away, he looked worriedly at Ji Cheng who was squinting his eyes, and hurriedly helped him to the bedroom.

After finally walking to the bed, Qin Shu finally put Ji Cheng on the bed.

He was still in the same suit he left this morning.

When lying on the bed, a large piece of the soft and elastic mattress sank.

Qin Shuhao helped him take off his shoes and socks, and turned to pour water outside.

Ji Cheng usually doesn't drink much at all, but today he wanted to drink because of "Are you coming home for lunch?"

At this moment, he woke up a little and opened his eyes, only to see the back of his day and night thinking about leaving him.

"return!"

The voice was muffled, it was warning him.

Scared Qin Shuhao who was about to walk outside the door, he hurriedly turned his head and saw that Ji Cheng had opened his eyes.

But lying on the bed weakly, he was about to sit up with the bedside table next to the bed.

"Don't, don't move," he turned around and took a step back, "I'll get you some water, Ji Cheng, you drank too much."

But the person on the bed just didn't listen, and saw that Qin Shuhao's foot was still showing signs of going out, his deep eyes turned scarlet.

The corner of the exploited lips repeated what he said just now, "I let you come back."

The tone is still very scary, more threatening than before, like an active volcano that is about to erupt.

Qin Shuhao felt that Ji Cheng must be insane from alcohol, and he had to quickly make a cup of honey water to relieve the alcohol.

"Ji Cheng, lie down properly, I'll be right back..."

He was talking while turning to the outside, but before he finished speaking, he was hit by a soft object behind him.

Qin Shuhao had no choice but to turn around, lowered his head, picked up the things on the ground and looked at the bed.

Ji Cheng sat up the moment he turned around, and threw Qin Shuhao's pillow on him.

His eyes and tone became very scary, Ji Cheng frowned and looked at Qin Shuhao who was standing at the door in a daze.

"Hello Qin Shu, you go to sleep next door."

The man took off the clothes that hurt his body, and coldly ordered Qin Shuhao at the door.

Qin Shuhao, who was ordered, was slightly startled at first, not knowing how he had provoked him.

From the phone call at noon to driving him out to sleep now, I seem to have been passively getting along with Ji Cheng.

Even if he owes Ji Cheng money and seven years of love, Ji Cheng shouldn't play him like this.

What's more, it's obvious that the two of them shared the same bed yesterday...

He thought that Ji Cheng had forgiven him last night.

Aching and swelling filled his chest, Qin Shuhao tried not to be so embarrassed and went to the next door with his pillow.

Then he turned around and went to the closet in the bedroom to take out his clothes.

The unreasonable drunk on the bed saw his purpose and chased Qin Shuhao away before he walked into the closet.

"You can only change clothes in my room. Now, go to your bedroom."

Qin Shuhao held his soft pillow tightly, lowered his head, took a deep breath, turned and went out.

A weak voice came out of his mouth, "Then I'm leaving, you remember to drink some honey water later."

Ji Cheng ignored him.

Qin Shuhao took his only pillow and lay on the bed in the second bedroom next door, and threw himself into the small double bed.

He put the phone in his pocket by the pillow before he realized that his glasses and phone charger were still in Ji Cheng's room.

He gave up and turned off the phone, so he had to wait until Ji Chengjiu woke up or went to work tomorrow, and then he went to get the charger and his clothes.

His mind was buzzing with thoughts.

Qin Shuhao curled up on the bed with his eyes closed, motionless.

Tears slid from closed eyes onto the pillow.

Dreaming back at midnight, all entanglements returned to the youthful age of fresh clothes and angry horses.